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Sunday, 8 November 2009

"A Hill Of Chamomile"

My Lady often teases me, about her wild hair styleSomething she often likens, to a hill of chamomile.But I always tell her, she can tease and tease and teaseBut she is right up there, with cows and dogs and trees.

I’m very fond of cattle, I love their bovine grace,Their slow deep wisdom and their relaxed and easy pace,And dogs, oh don’t you love ‘em, they are so pleasurable to pleaseWhy, they are right up there, with my girl and cows and trees!

And trees are oh so special, slow growing but oh so giving,Among the very oldest things that are on this planet living.Without them we would be in caves, no building without logsWhy, they are right up there, with my girl and cows and dogs!

So my Lady do not feel , that I would take you lightly,My love for you is warm and strong, you make me feel quite sprightly,You do not need to worry about the where’s and why’s and how’s,Why you’re right up there in my heart, with trees and dogs and cows.